Posted by Brad Osborne on September 9, 2021 · 20 Comments
I have lived a biker’s life,
yet now I ride with one fear.
Filed under Poetry, Reading for Riders · Tagged with bikers, death, life, motorcycle, old age, open road, Poetry, regret, saddle, time, time is fleeting, two wheels, youth
Posted by Brad Osborne on September 1, 2021 · 11 Comments
Without recourse you arid blow
Across cracked and barren brown lands
Hot leathered coils what you bestow
These callused, sun burnt cowboy hands
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with cowboy, desert, hard road, life, lonliness, on the range, poem, Poetry, saddle, strict form poetry, sun, warm, west, wind
Posted by Brad Osborne on May 29, 2021 · 22 Comments
I have lived a biker’s life,
yet now I ride with one fear.
Filed under Poetry, Reading for Riders · Tagged with bikers, death, life, motorcycle, old age, open road, Poetry, regret, saddle, time, time is fleeting, two wheels, youth
Posted by Brad Osborne on September 17, 2019 · 11 Comments
Without recourse you arid blow
Across cracked and barren brown lands
Hot leathered coils what you bestow
These callused, sun burnt cowboy hands
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with cowboy, desert, hard road, life, lonliness, on the range, poem, Poetry, saddle, strict form poetry, sun, warm, west, wind
Posted by Brad Osborne on May 14, 2019 · 4 Comments
I have lived a biker’s life,
yet now I ride with one fear.
Filed under Poetry, Reading for Riders · Tagged with bikers, death, life, motorcycle, old age, open road, Poetry, regret, saddle, time, time is fleeting, two wheels, youth